Mandy wanted to make me go outside and piss and shit like a dog on the lawn and began giggling at the prospect of seeing that I would do it. The only ...eason Blair didn’t make me was she didn’t want Mandy to have the satisfaction of coming up with the idea.“Want to see me slap her face?” Blair asked. I knew I was about to get a severe face slapping from all of the girls.“Who are you? Adolf Titler?” Betty joked at Blair and the giggling stopped immediately. With one quick and witty barb Betty had. So I tried to calm her down. "Okay, okay, youmade your point. And I'm really blown away by how you're, like,standing up for me and all ..." I'm not standing up for YOU," she interrupted, "I'm standing up forwhat's right." I get that, I really do. But you still have to live with your Mom andDad, so like, maybe it would help if you tried to see things from theirpoint of view?" Why should I do that, when they're the ones who're prejudiced?" Okay, I get your point. They're prejudiced about Sandy,. ”“How about if you just jerk me off real quick, then I’ll leave so you can finish cleaning up?” he said.I hadn’t stopped fondling his dick since he stepped into the shower with me, so I sighed in resignation, and reached for the soap. I lathered up his enormous staff and his low hanging balls, and began jerking him off. As I pulled on his shaft and massaged his nut sack, he soaped up my big boobs and started massaging them, occasionally pinching the nipples until they were rock hard. He moaned. The result was a wall of immense proportions which was literally bulletproof, kept livestock in and pests of either two or four legged variety out. The wall was broken only in three places: the front gate, the back gate, and the low point on the Western boundary where water flowed from the neighboring property. With such an enclosure Bryan felt almost like a medieval lord safe inside his manor.Bryan had, in conjunction with the construction of the wall, planted a hedge along the outside to mask.